Later, as they drank coffee outside a bar in Trevélez, the highest village in Spain, Cornelius leaned over to Laura and whispered, "I keep dreaming about you."

Instantly her cheeks flamed a fiery red and she choked on her coffee.

"Sorry,"she said, wiping her mouth with a napkin and brushing down her skirt to hide her confusion. Then, without looking up, she replied. "I've been dreaming about you too."

He reached over and took her chin in his hand, forcing her ...